Wallingford has been my home for over 30 years, and I welcome the opportunity to share my observations. We walk the neighborhood extensively in all seasons and states of…mind. Even so, I'm not sure where Wallingford begins and ends. If my peregrinations cross into your neighborhood, I'll cheerfully annex it for the purposes of that day's blog. I promise I'll return it in better condition than when I found it.

Monthly Archive for November, 2006

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We’re braving the snow beast tonight to head to the Seattle Center to see Seattle Repertory Theater’s production of The Great Gatsby. It was a last-minute suggestion by a friend, whom we’re meeting there.
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It’s no news to PI readers that we’ve had some snow and winter weather the last couple of days. When it started Sunday afternoon, it was all little-kid, snow-day excitement among those who, unlike us telecommuter-capable drones, might get Monday off. While we got a fun little accumulation Sunday night, all indications on Monday morning were that it was warming up, the snow was softening and I fulfilled a commitment to work in Redmond for the day.
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I spent the weekend before Thanksgiving visiting family in Charleston, SC. We, two younger brothers and I, are all Ohio State alums, and we’ve been gathering at my middle brother’s place the last few years to roast oysters and watch the Ohio State-Michigan game. I tell myself that it’s much nicer to watch the game while basking in their extended Indian summer than to be freezing my butt off in some God-forsaken rust belt stadium, but I’m really kidding both of us. I’d've killed your dog and my cat for a ticket to the game this year. It was still pretty sweet from a distance of 600 miles.
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It gets a bit difficult to write relevant posts about Wallingford when one is absent for long stretches, as I was last week (Milwaukee), and will be this week (Charleston, SC). Wandering Wallingford has been further hampered by the demise of daylight savings time, not to mention torrential rains. We still get out and walk, but one of the things I like to do is take photographs along the way, and the 4:30 sunsets severely curtail this activity. Gone are those profligate summer days when the evening light lingered until last call, and we could goof off until 7 and still walk to Gasworks and back with sunglasses on. For instance, the picture in this article below was taken at 8pm in mid-July, while this one: Click any photo to enlarge
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Did anyone else read this story in the newly edgy Seattle Weekly and wonder just how Mayor Nickels was able to get away with bankrolling what amounted to private “smooth jazz” concerts for himself and selected area bigwigs? According to the article, “Quiet Storm” was the code name of a project researching how to position the genre as Seattle’s next grunge-like cultural and economic wave?
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Since I’m working in Milwaukee this week, I’ve had to find a way to Wander Wallingford virtually (“virtuously” will require some practice). I had just returned to my hotel room from a Milwaukee-kind of wander, opened some takeout Chinese and flipped on Monday Night Football just to see what the home town looked like when Mrs. WW (if I started calling her Wanda Wallingford, I’m afraid she’d leave me) appeared on my cell phone’s caller ID. I had already seen what I wanted of MNF – that it was raining and blowing mercilessly for all to see on national television – so I answered the call.
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